Chapter 513
Chapter 513
And besides, whether or not she’d be kicked to the curb was a worry for another day. But the moment Jane returned, half of the Myers‘ family fortune would have to be split with
her.
And it was all supposed to be hers!
That witch, Jane, what right did she have to take it?
Susan watched her helplessly, “Scared now, are you?”
“Aren’t you scared?”
“What good would that do?”
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Susan’s eyes, as if she had a plan all along, “Just do as you’re told, and I promise, you’ll end up more than you could imagine.”
With
Dorothy was puzzled, “More? How?”
Where could possibly more come from?
The corners of Susan’s lips turned up in a knowing smile, even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to hold a bit of cunning, “You’ll find out soon enough.”
Dorothy felt reassured, “You’ve got everything under control?”
“That sanatorium… do we need to… fix anything there?”
“No need!”
Susan poured her another cup of tea, handing it to her, “Is it really worth getting this worked up, to the point of breaking things? Minor damage aside, what if you enraged him and he turned on you? What then?”
Dorothy took a sip of tea, lifting her chin with a smirk, “Well, I’m in my own house, aren’t I?” “At least there’s some sense in you!”
Susan was relieved, then cautioned, “And stop trying to scheme your way into getting that gala invitation, understand? How embarrassing!”
“Got it, I’ll listen to Mom.”
Dorothy agreed, her face the picture of obedience.
If she couldn’t get the invitation, then so be it. She’d just wait outside, snag a photo with Bella, and that’d be enough to dazzle the few has–beens around her.
And she didn’t believe for a second that Bella would actually slap the Myers family in the face. More likely, they just hadn’t sorted the guest list yet, which is why her invitation was
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delayed.
Ivy, carrying an encrypted envelope, stepped out of the family SUV and, after facial recognition, quickly entered Bella’s house.
Inside the envelope was the DNA report Bella had been anxiously awaiting for days.
Bella had just finished her morning jog and was coming downstairs fresh from a shower when she noticed Ivy seated on the couch, her gaze sharply shifting towards the brown paper bag on the table.
“Got it?”
“Yes, haven’t looked yet.”
Ivy handed over the envelope, “Better you see it yourself.”
She was nervous, but watched as Bella took the envelope, smoothly opened it, and pulled out the report, her eyes immediately finding the results without a moment’s hesitation.
Bella handed the report back after reading, her charming face now clouded with a dark expression, “Ivy, find out who Summer was involved with before she met us. Don’t miss a single detail.”
This was not something a mere girl could uncover.
She was keen to see who had the reach to extend their hand this far.
Hearing this, Ivy’s face showed concern, not even needing to read the report, “Okay, I’ll start digging. Should I halt Summer’s reality show right now?”
“No,”
Bella laughed, picking up the bird’s nest soup the maid had brought over and sipped it leisurely, “She likes filming reality shows, right? Let her have her fill.”
“And Ms. Webster…”
“I’ll contact her myself.”
Bella hesitated as she picked up her phone, a rare occurrence for someone who had been so decisive just moments before.
Ivy saw through her, “Afraid she’ll blame you?”
“A bit…”
Bella offered a wry smile; her manner of sending Jane away that day had been rather blunt.
Yet, some things needed to be made clear.
Without further delay, she dialed the number, her voice carrying a mix of
warmth and an
unusual nervousness, “Jane, are you busy? You mentioned last time that you lost the only thing your mother left you. Can you tell me what it was?”